http://slow.writerscafe.org/Picheka The original writings of author Katherine Clair Piche en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990535 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Wanting more and more ink ..........! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/246181/ Sometime's you need to lose to gainWhen the lost gave a handYou could hardly breath..beneath his stepBut who could know.... Slap down and a bootin the faceNot aloud to talk not aloud to seeKeep your mouth shut and paceThe bridge has been burned for me The scowling of yo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/243959/ Winter is astrayI can smell it when looking at the sun...I can breath.I can feel the new beinging start..May Day May Day May Day....beating like my heart Katherine Clair Piche 2008 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/243855/ I struggle with the whole issue of modern society and old fashion values....I can't say that I always respected Values that have been pass on to each woman in my family...and NO I haven't always been the best model citizen of society....but with age those things came together and I made a bond with .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/243504/ This is a poem that I wrote for my father after He had passed away from a hard but short suffering for Cancer, R.I.P. R.P.E. Piche August 24th - September 20th 2005. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/243052/ Blasted in a spinning blazeMelting the stone of my highSitting back in the hands of timeForgeting what life is.....what love is. After so long my his are lostMy smile turns into smokeHappiness isnt something you pawnBut I am all growen up and already have When I turn my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/243017/ Striking back at your targetDo you really need to fightAnger over whelmes the weak  and the unhappy sets a dark cloudSleeping when you have had enoughStress will only make you older  and smiles will make you wrinkle  So set your heart apond a dagerSit along that.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/243007/ You suffer from what you once knew Not knowing what you need Scared to step forward Not knowing your in my dreamsTo grasp you attention My influence is just a mere smile An image that I am blind To one day hold you in my eyes So much to understand I feel the need to rush Alwa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Picheka/242996/